Afternoon Haiku

The sun turns to me
With a brightened expression
And I smile back

She sure looks pretty
Framed in my office window
Next to papers stacked

So what if I dream
Of my slow life on the run
Ski, bike or kayak

This is the weekend
And I will get out real late
Like an alley cat

Now that the moon turns
With a brightened expression
And I smile back